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Michaela gave a yelp of surprise and at the same time dropped her mobile phone into her lap. Her gut churned as she realized the next few seconds were already predestined and the only option she had left was to slam on the brakes in desperation.
Within seconds her open top Camero had come to a spinning, crunching halt.
The big grey box wagon in front of her car had crumpled the fenders and lights without even shuddering. Her car had bounced to one side and now its damaged nose pointed out across the sandy, cactus covered plains.
She relaxed her body the shock subsiding, her nails slowly extracting themselves from the soft steering wheel leather.
"Ugggghh shit!" She groaned rubbing her long aching neck.
The interstate had been almost deserted and she had seen the truck waiting to merge, when it had obviously miss-timed its entry and shot out in front of her. The fact she had been half watching the road and half talking on the phone made little difference to her. It had been a call to her agent; as an up and coming ad model she always needed to be pushing for that next big break.
Michaela climbed awkwardly out of her damaged soft top the desert dust swirling around her car. Her little car was drivable but in a real state. She raised her hands in disbelief always one to overact any situation.
"It's ruined. It's totally ruined!"
The trucker was climbing from the cab and she marched angrily towards him. As she approached the sheepish looking man she gave a glance along the trucks side.
"Oh typical!" She thought." Just typical!"
The truck billboard had a picture of an elegant curly haired blonde. She was semi naked, the woman's arms folded covering what Michaela knew were ample and perfect breasts. The woman's long legs were kicked high, black stocking and heels on, advertising the companies' latest hosiery product. It had been one of Michaela's first big assignments, and as the man looked at her then back at the ad she nodded annoyed he'd noticed the bizarre twist of fate.
"Yes, that's right dumbo;" she said hands on fantastic hips. That's me up there."
The trucker was a mid aged Mexican dressed in a blue chino shirt and dirty jeans. He fumbled with his cap apologizing sincerely, a little distracted by the tall woman who he had admired many times before while filling his truck with gas. She was still recognizable even clothed. Heeled sandals, a light blue dress, her hair still shoulder length and curly. Only in real life her blue eyes were mean and angry.
"You stupid wetback" She shouted, "I'll have your job for this."
The man shook his head trying to calm her.
"No, no we can sort this miss, so sorry, so sorry."
He had been here 3 years with no problem now this woman was going crazy. He had no official documents and this bitch just wouldn't shut up. The blonde model shook her head in total disinterest and began to stomp back to her car.
"Just one phone call mister and we'll see how sorry you are."
The road was still deserted both vehicles on the dirt rigged side. The afternoon heat was making a shimmering haze, no one had witnessed the accident as this stretch of long highway was ghostly sparse with traffic.
He put his hands to his head in frustration as the stunner did a quick about turn and strode with purpose back to her car.
"Now, how long will it be for the stupid local cops to get here?" She thought searching for the phone in her card foot well.
Suddenly Michaela gave her second startled shriek of the afternoon as the man pulled her waist back. He then picked her up kicking and screaming carrying her like a bride over a threshold.
"What the hell are you doing you crazy dago?" She hissed totally amazed by his actions.
Struggling he lifted the rear roller shutter of his truck pushing her inside as she tried to kick and wrestle; slamming the steel down behind her. She was in the hot dim hold of the truck, two small ceiling lights showing a virtually empty space. There were only a few boxes strewn around, the delivery obviously complete, empty racking pinned to the sides.
There she stood suddenly trapped arms folded stamping her feet in frustration.
"Boy he was really in trouble now." She told herself.
Outside the man paced back and forth as a car sped by, getting just half interested glances from the occupants. His boss was looking for any reason to get rid of him, this would be ideal. He knew he was through here in the states, no more sending money back to his family across the border. He made his decision. Take the Camero to the border and hitch a lift with the day workers returning to Mexico. No one would check them leaving the country.
He heard Michaela banging on the side of the truck and looked up at her larger than life advertising picture.
"But one thing to do before I go," he decided, the anger building.
The roller shutter rose slightly Michaela expecting a grovelling apology and she was already thinking how she would make him pay. Then to her surprise he also climbed inside, slamming the metal blind back down. He had a rope in his hand and a stern look on his face. The truck container was getting very hot and stuffy, and the sweat had already started to appear on her fine turned legs and plunging neckline.
She stepped back in confusion and mounting worry. She began to mumble something suddenly feeling out of her depth. "Listen I... I mean we can... ohhhh!"
The man showed no emotion as he lunged at her and they began to grapple. She struggled protesting loudly her voice echoing around the box. The man was binding her hands and pressing her against the truck side hooking the rope around a high wall bar. He pulled with all his strength and she jerked back against the wall her arms raised above her, pulled high towards the wall racking.
"Aggggg! Stop it, spot it at once. Who do you think... Ugggg!"
Her chest thrust out and the man instantly ripped the dress open and let it pool at her ankles letting her bare tits pop out proud and sweaty.
"Oh! Ahhh! Noooo! Please what are you doing? Ohhhhhh!"
He cupped her breasts with his dirty hands, pinning her kicking legs with his thighs. Her white flesh felt soft but firm as he squeezed her assets.
"Get the fuck off me," Michaela screamed twisting her hips, her hands held tightly above her head." No, you dirty little man. Uuggghh ahhggg!"
His mouth encircled a nipple and he chewed hungrily. He sampled her tit ends and between taking long sucks he spoke.
"You would finish me?" He asked. "Slurp! So be it. Slurp!" He looked up at the taller beauty. "But first I'm going to teach you respect you white bitch. Slurp!"
She shook her head her tits now wet with sweat and his saliva.
"Oh please no, I'm sorry. Just go and we'll forget all about it." Her manner was changing her arrogance slipping like her dress.
The man also shook his head twisting both nipples looking straight into her eyes.
"I'm afraid its too late miss."
The driver stood back wiping his brow to view his captive. The inside of the truck must have been in the nineties; the woman standing there bound, her dress around her ankles, her legs tight together sweat pouring down them. Her body curved in at her waist, and the above head lighting cast the shadow of her round melons over her flat tummy.
He began to unzip his pants as she begged. "No stop, lets sort this out, uh no, uuh"
The sight of his fat brown cock springing upright made her gasp. He was roasting with the humidity and decided to strip fully his small muscular frame hairy and overweight. Yes he felt an inadequate specimen apposed to his statuses captive, but revelled in the revulsion he could see in her eyes as she realized this fat dirty man was going to fuck her without mercy.
"Oh God, no... Aggg, shit, shit."
He yanked down her thong panties, pushing his hands between trembling thighs to her lightly haired pussy. They began to struggle again as he held her waist, raising her, his cock slapping against her crotch.
"No, no, nooo!" She screamed kicking and writhing, her hands burning at the wrists.
He gripped her butt lifting her onto his cock.
"Hold still you bitch, uggh that's it uggggggghh!"
Her sweaty pussy yielded gulping his dick as he lowered her butt. "Ugghhh!" She groaned hooking her catwalk legs around his waist in an attempt to control his entry.
"Ooooohh you dirty bastard." Her eyes crossed as his cock curved like a banana up inside her flesh tunnel.
Although trying to relieve the thrust, her wrapped around legs allowed him to let go of her fabulous ass and grip her waist instead and then he began to pump like a jack hammer.
"Ugh, ugh, ugghh yeah, yeah!"
Michaela was gobbling the air not knowing what to say as he fucked up into her. Her fleshy butt was slamming against the metal wall and if you had been standing outside you would have heard a rhythmic thumping noise as something slapped against the trucks inside over and over. The sweat was now in her eyes as her head lolled from side to side the long curly hair now dark and matted with perspiration.
"Oh, oh, oh, ooh!"
The thrusts were electric the friction on her inner walls making her give little yelps, which she instantly felt ashamed of. The man grinned and angled more against her clit realizing the sensations he was having on her. Her mouth opened again her lips wet her eyes tight shut in concentration.
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